Sweet Gestures, (My not-so-sweet love poem)

We have arms for hugging
hands for holding
legs for intertwining
and toes for warming up

Sweet gestures, sweet gestures,
What do they mean?
We all make sweet gestures
to show how we're keen.

We have noses for Eskimo kisses,
and tongues for the french kind
lips for the quick pecks
and teeth for playful bites.

We say it, we mean it,
Do we really know the truth?
We think it, we believe it,
It's definition eludes.

We use hips for showing off
Our eyes for appreciating
our hair for twirling
and each other's necks when they need to catch their breath.

And those
sweet gestures, sweet gestures,
they're the bait for the fish.
We all make sweet gestures,
To capture is our wish.

We say it, do we mean it?
We think it, maybe we believe it.
But alas, in the end,
we screw it all up anyway.